AN: Here it is :)

Lilian stunk away from Phil's apartment, nobody was allowed to leave their homes after dark. But, she had to find Merle. He could be her ticket out of this place, away from Phil.

"Woah, girlie, yew shoul' be 'n yer-Oh, yer the governor's girl."

"Merle! Just the person I was looking for!" she exclaimed, as she pulled him down an alley way. It was dimly lit.

"Does the Governor kno' yer out here."

"No, so keep it down."

"Or whut?"

"Trust me, you don't want to know," she told him. "Anyway, are you related to Daryl Dixson?"

"He ma lil' brother. Whut yew know 'bout 'im?"

She wasn't sure she could trust him completely just yet. "He was part of my group...the one that I'm protecting by being here."

"He there?"

"Yes," knowing that this man was Daryl's brother, made her feel the need to spill her guts to him. But she couldn't let herself.

"Look 'ere, I wanna fin' ma brother but the Governor won't let me go out 'n search fer ma brother."

"Then sneak out, and take me with you!"

Daryl and the rest of the group fought their way through the horde of walkers to get to the cars. He hooped onto his bike, which felt lonely without Lilian there. Emily was in a car with Carol and Rick's family. They drove for what seemed like hours just to get away. The sun began to rise, as they pulled up to a prison.

"It's perfect," Rick said, in awe.

"Ya. Let's git it cleared ou' so's I can go find ma girl."

"You got it," Rick nodded respectfully to Daryl and left.

The next morning Lilian had breakfast with Phil, scrambled eggs.

"I was thinking..." she said slowly, he looked up for the yellowish food. "If I'm going to be here...I want medical training..."

"Okay you can start with Milton today."

"Who?"

"The residential doctor."

"Great, thank you."

Phil nodded.

OoO

After a full day of medical training, Lilian came back to Phil's apartment. She found some unexpected guests.

"Who are-" Lilian began. "Andrea?" she hated the woman but it was a shock to see her alive.

"Is the rest of the group here?" she asked, even though her hatred was mutual there was a certain understanding in the air.

"No."

"Where are they?"

"She found me, and decided to leave," Phil explained.

"What about Daryl? I thought you and him were together?" Andrea asked, she didn't mean harm by this comment, but with it all hell broke loose.

"Get these two out of here," Phil told one of the men standing guard. The nameless man helped Andrea and an African-American woman leave the room. "You were with Dixon's brother!?" he shouted, ramming her against a wall, hurting her shoulder in the process.

"Ow...Phil..." he grabbed her petite wrists and held them against the wall behind her.

"Why the hell didn't you tell me!?"

"Why the hell should I!?" she attempted to knee him in the stomach but he backed up in time. Then, Phil gave her a heard blow to the face. She racked over in pain, he pushed her down to the ground. He was about to tackle her but, she rolled away before standing up, and hitting him square in the nose. "Don't you ever lay your hands on me!"

"I'll do whatever the hell I want!" he held her down, and began to rape her.

One week later...

While Rick's group was at the prison, they cleared it out, for the most part and were attacked by prisoners. Rick, Daryl, and T-Dog all almost lost their lives. That same day, Lori delivered the baby a few months early, but unfortunately she wasn't able to survive. Rick and Carl took it the hardest, but the whole group's hearts ached for the loss of Lori. Though, she wasn't the only one lost. T-Dog and Carol were taken too.

"I'm makin' a formula run," Maggie announced. The loss was still so fresh, but what was she to do? Let the already small, premature child die? No. They'd already lost Lori, among so many others.

"I'm coming too," Glenn said. She nodded and they left soon after.

Daryl was torn on what to do. He couldn't leave the group. Not now. Rick ran off on a killing spree into the prison, and they would be left weak if he were to leave. But, God knows what was happening to Lilian. Daryl had never been a believer in the man upstairs, but he found himself praying that she was alive and safe. This woman, he was finally able to admit to himself, meant more than anything to him. Surviving wasn't the goal anymore, making sure she, and his pretty much adopted daughter were safe was. If he died, and they lived, he'd die a happy man.

"Dary..." Emily's small frame latched onto his pant leg. Her eyes were still filled with tears, and her beautiful, bright emerald eyes were red and puffy.

"Whut's up Em?" he knelt to her height.

"When's Lily coming back?" she looked at him, as if she were imploring for him to go out and find her that very moment.

"Soon," he promised.

"Daryl," Daryl turned to face Glenn. "Make sure all hell doesn't break loose while we're gone."

He simply nodded and headed back into the prison.

Lilian continued to train with Milton during the day, the large welt on her face fadded-finally. But, everything was so wrong. She just wanted to get out of Woodbury, and be free back to Daryl's arms. Michonne-the before mentioned African American woman was lucky. She left from Woodbury earlier that morning. Lilian envied her beyond belief.

To make matters worse, she was afflicted by an awful illness that caused her to barely keep food down. But, she'd rather suffer through the day with that than risk staying at Phil's apartment during the day. Milton was kind enough, though she didn't expect anyone to be kind in the awful place.

"Are you feeling all right?" he asked while he was teaching her.

"Just fine," she lied.

"You've been to the restroom three times this hour..."

"I'm fine, okay?" she snapped.

"Sorry I asked," he muttered before fixing his glasses.

In the yard just beyond the prison, a woman carrying a red shopping basket, walked closer to the fence, this drew attention of the group. Rick, who had returned from his mental breakdown, made his way out toward her. Walkers neared, but didn't attack the stranger. Daryl kept his cross-bow ready, just in case. For just a moment, they all stared at each other.

AN: It started out kind of rough, but I hope you liked it anyway. I'd love some reviews, they're always so wonderful to read! Thanks to all of the other readers, and followers too!